My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Even if the deer are dull, they know what it means to be in love.

Although she had never been in love, she also knew the general matters of love between men and women. She looked up at Jing Yiran's face and asked uncertainly, "Do you want to go to bed with me?"

Jing Yiran felt that the bullet in his head seemed to hurt his brain more!

Damn, he wanted to fall in love with a woman for the first time in so many years, but he swore to heaven that he didn't want to go to bed with a woman he loved for the first time!

For the first time, he didn't have that kind of dirty idea, but was misunderstood by this dead girl!

Did God send you specifically to punish me? !

Sure enough, he is a natural nemesis, and he is always deterring him!

Jing Yiran squeezed the deer's white chin tightly, clenching his teeth and saying, "I am such an anxious person in your heart?!"

The deer blinked innocently: "Isn't it true that love is like this? Otherwise why would you fall in love with a woman?"

"Yo, you know quite a lot! I am in love with a woman just to sleep with her? Who told you? I can't just want to hold a small hand with her?" Jing Yiran continued to gritt her teeth.

He suddenly remembered that a few days before Jing Yichen killed him, Xiaolu still held him somewhere without blushing and wanted him to become an eunuch!

This girl is more generous than him, and even more open than him!

Jing Yiran was suddenly unhappy. Xiaolu, a woman with few roots in her mind, didn't even know what makes men and women different, and she didn't know if she was the same for other men!

This will not work, absolutely not. She will never be allowed to do such a thing again!

Xiaolu carefully thought about what Jing Yiran did before, and said seriously: "I remember that you used to hold hands with your girlfriends, but also kissing, touching-breasting, **** and dancing. ……Well……"

Before she finished, Jing Yiran covered her mouth at once.

Jing Yiran was completely defeated by her.

Well, he used to be really bad, but would she want to give such serious examples!

God is so unfair. His passion and tenderness, love experience and coaxing woman experience are unmatched, but he encounters a woman who is ignorant of feelings. All his means of flirting come back!

Forget it, who made him experienced and lived a few years longer than the deer!

It’s just a matter of adjusting her slowly, and he will not believe it. With his invincible appearance and gentle offensive, even a stone he can cover it, a deer in every corner, let alone!

Love cannot be forced, and you have to wait for Fawn to really understand what emotions are.

Her sluggishness was not her own wish, but the limitation of her life experience and her physical condition.

In fact, Jing Yiran is not sure whether his feelings for Fawn are love.

He remembered that when he was very interested in Shangguan Ning, he wanted to get her very much, always remembering her voice and smile, always wanting to provoke her.

But this is not the case with Fawn.

He would be very comfortable when he was with Fawn, but he didn't have that kind of urgent desires, and he didn't always want to provoke Fawn, just wanted to protect her and keep those **** and **** rain away from her.

He has had many women, but he has never moved him.

Perhaps, Shangguan condensed one.

Fawn, does it count?

Jing Yiran finally found out that he was so confused about his feelings!

He no longer laughs at Fawn.

He lowered his head and kissed her soft hair gently, and crouched down in front of her again: "Come up, I will carry you back."

Fawn has gradually become accustomed to Jing Yiran's kiss. She lived with her parents in the United States in her childhood. For kisses, she feels that this is basically just a friendly etiquette.

Although she always felt that Jing Yiran's etiquette was a little different in her heart, she didn't understand the difference after a long thought.

She only knows that she likes him to kiss her, which makes her feel as if she has returned to the carefree life when she was a child, making her feel a little happy.

However, this does not mean that she wants Jing Yiran to carry her.

This is what talented and weak women can do.

She didn't move and said lightly: "No, I can't leave myself."

Jing Yiran tempered her courageously: "The wound on your body is not good, I will walk with you on your back, you will feel less pain, I want to carry you back, obedient, come up quickly."

Xiaolu still wanted to refuse, but Jing Yiran directly put her on her back, and then supported her little ass, separated her legs on her waist, and stood up.

At first, Deer's body was very stiff. She didn't know how to deal with this situation. She had never been backed by a man. It felt weird.

However, after a while, she relaxed and slowly leaned on Jing Yiran's back.

His back is very wide and very sturdy, so that the deer could inexplicably feel a sense of security.

The wounds on her body are indeed not good, but she has a special physique, the wound healing ability is much stronger than ordinary people, even scars are lighter than ordinary people, and her hematopoietic function is also very strong. Mindful.

In fact, she felt that Jing Yiran had to take care of her wounded person.

However, why do you feel very happy in your heart?

Xiaolu doesn't understand much, but she thinks it's good. Someone loves her. This is a happy thing.

She lies on Jing Yiran's back obediently, hands around his neck unconsciously, and is carried by him, walking slowly in the silent night.

The sea breeze cools, blowing across the sea, setting off white waves, leaving a string of shallow footprints on the clean beach.

In the moonlight, the petite figure lay on the tall figure, and behind them, the shadow dragged for a long, long time.

In the world, it seems that only these two homeless people are left, slowly looking for their way home in the dark.

Jing Yichen stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window in the study, looking at the two ambiguous figures on the seashore, frowning slightly.

Could Jing Yiran come back this time, really for the deer?

"Master, they have left."

A Hu walked into the study and whispered behind Jing Yichen.

"The second young master left on the back of the deer. The two looked very close and felt... they seemed to be together."

Ahu hesitated slightly, but he still spoke his feelings.

Anyway, if they are not together, the young master will have his own judgment. He just needs to tell what he sees and tells the truth.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yichen was slightly surprised: "You also feel this way? I thought my feelings were wrong, it seems not."